Shadows of Bankor

After Dak finished hunting he made his way to the Salty Nerf to relax a little, maybe see if any music was happening and at the very least grab a drink and just see what happens.

The Cathar walked into the bar with a grin on his lips as his Amber eyes scanned the room, taking in all the patrons this evening. The late night crowd wouldnt be here for another couple of hours, which suited Dak just fine since he was looking to chill and they tended to be the most troublemakery group.

He sat at the bar and ordered something stiff but sweet, dangerous kind of drink that could sneak up on you if you werent careful. He tipped Vuxia well and swiveled to lean back against the bar while he drank and observed.

Venator stops by the local bar once again. He notices the Cathar that he saw before from the briefing that Vindal had. He approaches the bar and tips his helmet to the Cathar. "Even'n pardner. Ya drink'n alone or is did dable open?"

Dak looked up and his smile faltered a bit before he motioned to the seat next "Doesnt look like its occupied..." his eyes drifted a bit around the space "..it's a big bar though." And then the Cathar took a drink, waiting to see what the mando did.

Venator finds a seat nearby but not too close and orders a drink. "Ya come down 'ere ofen? You a local?"

Dak sighed a bit "This is my spot usually, and I've been here long enough that sure, you could call me local I suppose."

"Seems like dis place is gedding da heed on. Know any odda good places?" Venator asks.

Dak shrugged "This is my main haunt honestly, there are some nicer places in town sure. Any number of bars and cantinas in Golden Market are good. Industrial area has some nice places if you can get in." He said only half paying attention to the mandalorian as he watched the other patrons.

"Do ya know any udder places on da planed worsh check'n oud?" Venator asks. "Nod surprised by the Hudd presence way oud in da Ouder Rim."

"Depends on what you're here for mando. Theres some sights in the desert, theres the wound, the coast is pretty nice this time of year. In town there are plenty of bars and shops and such, Aznuri enclave if you're interested in learning about them. I think your people have their own place somewhere."

"Da Wound? Da some kind of canyon righd? Coasd sound inderesd'n doo." Venator comments.

"Any good places for a person da hide?" He asks.

Now Dak looked at him through the side of his eyes "Now talk like that makes it sound like you're pumping me for information mando. Cant say i much appreciate that. Why dont you tell me who you're looking for."

"Boundies of course. All of dem. Bes ged da way of da land." Venator nods. "Su'pose I am. Guess I should ad leasd buy ya a drink. Wha'yall have?"

Dak raised his half empty glass "No thanks I've got one already." He studied the mando for a second "All of them? You goin after Huk by yourself?" He took a sip of his drink "you're either very stupid or very brave."

"Some of dem are purdy big. I could dry round'n up a crew. Dunno who be inderesded dhough. Seems like mosd folks dun wanna go near him. So if I godda do id alone, I dun god much of a choice." Venator comments.

"Well if I can'd buy ya a drink. Feel free da call me if you need some help. We square den?" He offers his Galactic Network ID number.

Dak thought for a moment "Gimmie some time to think about it but I might be interested in helping you take him down." Dak flashed his bounty hunter credentials, and then passed his info back. "Let me know if you find anything, I might know one or two more person who'd be interested in helping depending on how much you're comfortable splitting the bounty." Dak might have a distaste for mandalorians but business was business.

"Sounds good. Venador Praedae's da name. Wha's yours pardner?" Venator takes down the Galactic Network ID number.

"Boundy dis big. More dan likely he's pack'n some head and has a posse. Noth'n wrong wid bring'n my own posse do da hund."